I really think we're headed for a record.
Without knowing even half of the words, I've managed to have "Total Eclipse Of The Heart" stuck in my head at least once a day for going on three weeks now. It's become progressively less faithful a rendition and more a profane one as the days have worn on, because it gives me giggle fits.
I will now infect you with my opinion on music I've acquired in the last few months.
José González - In Our Nature. Easy listening, though it hasn't grown on me fully yet. Except for the cover of Massive Attack's "Teardrop." Holy shit, that's good.
Björk - Volta. Disappointingly forgettable.
They Might Be Giants - The Else. Feels a lot like "The Spine" in some ways, which isn't bad, but isn't awesome either. Respectable, if not fully engaging. I'm too much of a fan not to like it, of course.
Feist - The Reminder. If you don't own this, you are a fool. If you're lazy, I'll send it to you. You have no excuses.
The Blow - Poor Aim: Love Songs. If you liked "Paper Television", listen to that instead. They had surer footing on that album. If you didn't like "Paper Television," I don't know what to say to you.
Elliott Smith - New Moon. Not since Jeff Buckley have we had someone leave behind material as solid as this after passing away. I like parts of it even more than "From a Basement on the Hill" and that's saying something.
Tom Waits - Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards. Very raw, even for Tom, but still has those moments where he turns a phrase in a way that gives you a nasty grin. Three discs is a bit daunting, but I'm the sort who will except any number of songs he cares to throw my way.
Rilo Kiley - Under the Blacklight. Unlistenable. I was not expecting to have this to say about it, but it's true. What a thoroughly horrible album.
The Thermals - The Body, the Blood, the Machine. Got into the Thermals a bit late, but better that than never. Bands like this make me believe it's possible for punk to grow up (for a counterexample, listen to any Bad Religion song and pretend that you can tell what part of their career it's from).
turn around, bright eyes
(every fuckin' day I fall apart)
I will now infect you with my opinion on music I've acquired in the last few months.
José González - In Our Nature. Easy listening, though it hasn't grown on me fully yet. Except for the cover of Massive Attack's "Teardrop." Holy shit, that's good.
Björk - Volta. Disappointingly forgettable.
They Might Be Giants - The Else. Feels a lot like "The Spine" in some ways, which isn't bad, but isn't awesome either. Respectable, if not fully engaging. I'm too much of a fan not to like it, of course.
Feist - The Reminder. If you don't own this, you are a fool. If you're lazy, I'll send it to you. You have no excuses.
The Blow - Poor Aim: Love Songs. If you liked "Paper Television", listen to that instead. They had surer footing on that album. If you didn't like "Paper Television," I don't know what to say to you.
Elliott Smith - New Moon. Not since Jeff Buckley have we had someone leave behind material as solid as this after passing away. I like parts of it even more than "From a Basement on the Hill" and that's saying something.
Tom Waits - Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards. Very raw, even for Tom, but still has those moments where he turns a phrase in a way that gives you a nasty grin. Three discs is a bit daunting, but I'm the sort who will except any number of songs he cares to throw my way.
Rilo Kiley - Under the Blacklight. Unlistenable. I was not expecting to have this to say about it, but it's true. What a thoroughly horrible album.
The Thermals - The Body, the Blood, the Machine. Got into the Thermals a bit late, but better that than never. Bands like this make me believe it's possible for punk to grow up (for a counterexample, listen to any Bad Religion song and pretend that you can tell what part of their career it's from).
turn around, bright eyes
(every fuckin' day I fall apart)